124: When I first arrived at the Jiuqu Realm, you said this was the Central Thousand Provinces?

Although Qin Qingni's cultivation was not low, Qin Zhaoer's physique was extraordinary under the Holy Body's enhancement.

Not to mention, it was a despicable sneak attack!

Qin Zhaoer's face was frosty. After landing one punch, she didn't stop, her every move aimed at flesh. In an instant, she had Qin Qingni pressed directly to the ground!

"One hundred bottles of Immortal Grade Spiritual Marrow! I'll help you!" Seventh Daozi Qin Miaoyan, who had somehow ended up lying nearby, shouted with sparkling eyes at the suppressed Qin Qingni, her jade abacus clattering.

"You profiteering merchant taking advantage of the situation! Impossible!" Qin Qingni yelled back furiously while resisting, "These spiritual marrow are enough to buy a spiritual light cannon!"

The previously silent Qin Wudao suddenly spoke, "One hundred bottles of Immortal Grade Spiritual Marrow. Beat her up."

He was clearly still holding a grudge over the previous incident.

"Alright!"

Seventh Daozi Qin Miaoyan didn't care about anything else. Her eyes lit up at his words, and with a flip, she leaped into the fray, unceremoniously joining the "battle," specifically targeting the gaps in Qin Qingni's defense.

"Ow! You profiteering merchant! You're actually serious!" Qin Qingni yelled in indignation while frantically taking blows, "Big Brother! Why are you siding with her instead!"

Qin Wudao silently turned his face away, as if suddenly taking a profound interest in the distant clouds.

On the other side, Qin Xuanji, Qin Qingzheng, and Qin Kuangge had somehow gathered together, standing in a leisurely row, clearly enjoying the show.

Qin Xuanji pulled out a folding fan from somewhere, snapped it open, and, covering half his face, turned to the two beside him with a smile, "I bet she'll dare again next time."

Qin Qingzheng's fingertips moved slightly, and she nodded gently, "I'm in."

Qin Kuangge threw his head back and took a big gulp of wine, laughing heartily, "Isn't it obvious? Third Sister's personality probably won't change."

The scene instantly became even more chaotic, with Qin Qingni's protests, Seventh Daozi Qin Miaoyan's abacus clattering, and Qin Zhaoer's merciless punches intertwining, creating a lively din.

Qin Wangchuan stood to the side, quietly watching this chaotic yet incredibly vibrant scene.

Although his elder siblings had performed a solemn ceremony, they could immediately return to such an unrestrained and playful state together... His lips unconsciously curved into a slight smile.

It seemed that the position of Divine Child had not changed the most precious thing between them.

That was truly good.

Because Qin Wangchuan was already a focus of attention, the title of Divine Child falling to him did not cause too much of a stir.

Most people had even anticipated this outcome.

However, the focus of other families' attention was not here.

"Qin Wangchuan had another Breakthrough? Damn! At this rate, when will I ever get revenge for that punch?"

"Tenth realm... Hmm... As expected."

"He's still getting stronger, but so am I!"

"The ten-year agreement, only three years left..."

"Next time! Next time I'll win!"

— — — — — — — — — — — —

Time rewound to a little earlier.

When Xu Qing and his group set off for Middle Thousand Province.

The flying boat pierced through clouds and mist, steadily sailing towards the Nine Bend Realm, the direction of Dao Seeking Palace's main encampment.

On the deck, Xu Qing stood by the railing, gazing at the mountains and rivers rapidly passing beneath his feet, his heart filled with mixed emotions.

Before, he was a cripple. In the blink of an eye, not only had his cultivation been fully restored, but he had also become a subordinate of Ninth Young Master Qin.

It was truly a blessing in disguise.

Mother Xu walked out from the cabin. Although her injuries were severe, under the Qin Family's heaven-defying methods, all her pain and hidden wounds had healed.

She slowly walked over and gently draped a cloak over her son, her gaze unconsciously drifting towards the two women standing by the railing not far away, looking into the distance—

Su Yingxue, the little princess of the Great Yan Dynasty, stood quietly to one side. Although still young, her figure was already beginning to show its graceful curves, and her beautiful face still carried a hint of youthful innocence, yet she possessed an air of noble dignity.

Luo Lingxi on the other side appeared even more stunning. She sat serenely, cradling a zither, her features as exquisite as a painting. However, a faint, lingering trace of sorrow always seemed to cloud her slightly furrowed brows, as if her heart held an unresolved bewilderment.

Mother Xu quietly pulled Xu Qing aside and asked in a low voice:

"Qing'er, tell your mother honestly, what is the relationship between you and these two young ladies…?"

Her eyes held a hint of expectation, "Which one do you like? Your mother thinks that Miss Luo is very good, with a serene temperament, but I heard she is the Saintess of Xuan Yin Immortal Pavilion, with a noble status, I'm afraid you..."

"Mother!" Xu Qing quickly interrupted, instinctively glancing back. Seeing that Luo Lingxi didn't seem to notice them, he breathed a sigh of relief and whispered, "Please, don't say such things. Miss Luo admires the Young Master wholeheartedly. If she were to hear that, it would only cause awkwardness."

"Young Master...?"

Mother Xu let out a disappointed "Oh" at his words. If she was that person's woman, then naturally, nothing more should be said.

At this moment, Father Xu also walked over, his face showing a hint of worry and fear.

He patted his son's shoulder, his voice heavy: "Qing'er, you haven't explained in detail, who exactly is that Young Master...? My heart is always in turmoil."

Although he had lost his position as family head, the kindness of saving his wife and restoring his life filled him with both gratitude and apprehension.

Not to mention that the other party had also helped his son. One must know that it was an ancient remnant soul that had stumped many powerful experts.

Xu Qing looked at his parents' concerned and uneasy expressions, and took a deep breath.

He had kept it a secret before, fearing that his parents, who had just experienced life and death, would be startled. Now that they had embarked on a new journey, it was time to be honest.

He said solemnly: "Father, Mother, the Young Master who saved my life, helped me get revenge, and gave us a place to settle down, is—"

He paused, then said clearly, word by word: "The Qin Family's Young Master, Qin Wangchuan."

"Qin Family's Wangchuan?!" Father Xu was struck as if by lightning at his words, sharply inhaling a cold breath. His body swayed, almost unable to stand steadily, his face filled with unbelievable shock.

The name of the Qin Family was like thunder to his ears.

Although he had never paid attention to such Prodigies of aristocratic families before, in recent times, the three words "Qin Wangchuan" had already spread throughout the Great Yan Dynasty, becoming a hot topic of discussion in every corner.

Wherever his name was mentioned, it was accompanied by all sorts of incredible rumors.

Some even said he had the potential to become the Dao Ancestor of All Laws.

And how old was he?!

"That Lord... is there something important for us to do on this trip that he arranged?"

Father Xu steadied himself, his tone becoming even more solemn, "Whatever the Young Master requests, we must not refuse. Not to mention his noble status, this kindness alone is worth our Xu Family repaying for generations!"

"Generations?" His younger sister, Xu Ruoxuan, asked curiously, blinking her clear, big eyes.

Although she was similar in age to Su Yingxue, she had been well-protected and still carried the innocence of one unfamiliar with the ways of the world.

Xu Qing gently ruffled his sister's hair, then looked at his father with a serious expression:

"Your son understands. The Young Master's kindness is as vast as a mountain, and it cannot be repaid in this lifetime."

"However, the Young Master did not make harsh demands for this trip. I only heard him mention that it seems he wants us to help look after a few juniors who are new to Middle Thousand Province."

"Look after juniors?" Father Xu's expression softened slightly at his words, and he nodded gently. That didn't sound difficult.

People from the Ten Directions Immortal Court going to Middle Thousand Province, wouldn't that be a dimensionality reduction strike?

However, Father Xu did not yet know what kind of scene awaited him.

Middle Thousand Province, Nine Bend Realm.

Dao Seeking Palace's stationed grounds.

The flying boat slowly descended onto the wide cloud platform.

Yin Qiyue, as the person in charge of Dao Seeking Palace here, had already brought a group of Disciples and respectfully waited for a long time.

However, what first entered the Xu Family's sight was not Yin Qiyue and her group, but—

A colossal statue that soared into the clouds, looking down upon all living beings.

The statue had a handsome face, with an air of composure that seemed to disdain the world. Its robes appeared to flutter in the wind, and a powerful, heart-pounding Dao rhythm circulated around its body. Who else could it be but Qin Wangchuan?

Beneath the statue, the Spiritual Qi was so dense that it transformed into protective Immortal Qi, with an ethereal spiritual mist swirling within. With every breath, one could feel the Spiritual Power surging, far exceeding that of the Great Yan Dynasty by more than several times!

Moreover, the spiritual gathering array's structure was incredibly profound, and at its core, something seemed to be suspended, continuously swallowing a vast amount of Spiritual Qi...

Upon closer inspection, it was actually a Nine-Reversal Medicinal Pill!!

In the distance, a spiritual spring waterfall cascaded like a silver river from the Nine Heavens, its steaming water vapor all containing pure Immortal Spiritual Qi.

As soon as Father Xu stepped onto the ground, he was so awestruck by the terrifying Spiritual Pressure and the heaven-reaching statue that he was speechless.

He looked up at the colossal statue and felt the pure Spiritual Power around him, falling into a state of immense bewilderment and contemplation.

Father Xu murmured to himself, his voice filled with an incredulous daze:

"This... Is this really Middle Thousand Province?"